Often Irreverent, Mostly Rational Blog for Fans of the Toronto Blue Jays. One Day, We'll Be Perfect.

Saturday, August 25, 2007

He's a Doctor, not a miracle worker

You've gotta feel for Roy Halladay. Last night's complete game 3-0 loss to the Angels was as gutsy as the Jays' offense was limpy. Doc got hit around, but bore down enough to snuff out several rallies, in the hopes that the bats would somehow come alive.

I'm all for giving a good deal of this team a chance when healthy. But one would also think that the guy whose job is to recognize inconsistencies and problems with swings would be working around the clock to fix problems like those the Jays have been having.

What about overpaying for a guy who could show them the way...you know, a guy who loved them TO strippers...a demigod...who could fill the seats because he exists. I'm not asking for the second coming cause he already came...all over some muscular gal's chest. I just want to matter. I need this.